Chapter 63: Sunflower Needle, Little Eunuch

The wind around them was howling, and the robes of Murong Fu and Lan Qing were blown whirring, looking at the forest in the distance, Lan Qing smiled slightly: "In the past few days, I have finally arrived at the border of Kunlun Mountain, and after crossing that forest, we are not far from the Guangming Peak of our Mingjiao General Altar." ”

The vast dense forest, at a glance, is the endless lush green, above the forest sea, is the blue sky, at this time, on the empty sky, from time to time flying a few birds and birds, but there is a beautiful scenery.

Murong Fu looked at Lan Qing beside him and said, "How is it?"

"It's just some skin trauma, but it's almost good to rush these days. Lan Qing said: "Go, try to get out of the forest at dusk, otherwise you will have to stay in the forest for the night." After speaking, the robe waved suddenly, and swept towards the front at a very fast speed, and Murong Fu and the others also ran lightly, rushing towards Lan Qing in front.

When a few people were walking, there were faint sounds of blades intersecting and shouting in the northwest, everyone sped up their pace, galloped towards the place where the sound came from, and soon, several people rushed to the front, and there were several human figures jumping and fighting fiercely with each other, running to the nearest place, and saw that there were more than ten white-robed people holding swords, besieging a handsome young man dressed as a eunuch, these people were embroidered with a red flame on the sleeve of their left hand, and Lan Qing showed that he was a person in the Ming Sect.

But seeing that the eunuch's forefoot lightly touched the ground, his body was elegant like flowing clouds, and he had reached ten zhang away in a moment, and the dozens of people in the Ming Sect were stunned that there was nothing they could do with the eunuch, and the eunuch seemed to have no intention of continuing the stalemate, so he pulled out a soft sword from his waist, and spit out his internal force, and danced the long sword in his hand, the sword light flickered, and the dozen Ming Sect people fought very fiercely, with one enemy and ten, without showing the upper hand.

The little eunuch's fair-skinned and delicate face was a little impatient, and the long sword in his hand looked more and more weird in his hand, coupled with its ghostly speed, it was really unguardable. But the voice was shrill and soft, and the person who spoke was a eunuch, which was really creepy, and goosebumps came out.

The eunuch was on tiptoe, but it was much faster than those Mingjiao people, grabbed seven or eight steps, and then swept behind one of them, that person turned around, danced wildly, and wanted to fight with him, but unfortunately, his speed was far less than that of the eunuch, and the long sword in his hand flashed two cold lights, one after the other, and shot out, and the person was killed immediately.

Lan Qing shouted: "Presumptuous, damn not a man or a woman, give me death!" As he spoke, his palms suddenly bent into a claw shape, and then he did not retreat but advanced, and fell down with a bang, grabbed the long sword in the eunuch's hand, and broke the long sword in the eunuch's hand with a force, and continued to grab the eunuch with one claw.

The little eunuch was also extraordinary in his eyes, knowing that the strength of the person in front of him was far from being comparable to these Mingjiao miscellaneous fish, so he directly abandoned those Mingjiao miscellaneous fish, and slapped his palms against each other, but was shocked by Lan Qing's strong internal force, and the little eunuch was shocked and spit out a mouthful of blood and said, "Who are you?"

Lan Qing sneered: "One of the four great protectors of the Ming Sect, the blue-shirted fox king, the dog cub of the imperial court, go and die." ”

The eunuch's eyes sank, knowing that the person who came was strong and strong, he didn't speak, snorted lightly, and the white and slender five fingers suddenly came out, and with a turn of his wrist, five embroidery needles that emitted a chilling light appeared between his fingers, leading from his lips, bringing out a trace of alternative charm, and the lotus fingers flicked out, and instantly shot out.

Lan Qing seemed to have known this person's routine for a long time, the five fingers were bent into a rather strange arc, just because each finger was in contact with the five embroidery needles, several ingenious relay points, the internal strength attached to the fingers shook the embroidery needles open, and the claw shadow was sprinkled, and in the crisp metal symphony of "Ding Ding Ding", the five flying needles were knocked away at the same time......

Aggressive!

The five embroidery needles were nailed into the nearby trees, and the leaves fell with the shaking!

The little eunuch felt the crisis for the first time from Lan Qing's body, this was the first time he had such a feeling since he had been taught the divine skills passed on by his father-in-law, his expression tightened, a pair of white palms stretched out at the same time, and more than a dozen flying needles shot out together.

The sound of "snort" became dense in the air.

Lan Qing didn't care at all, with a murderous intent on his face, his body was like a fox, he was extremely agile, and he dodged the embroidery needles issued by the little eunuch, the little eunuch's expression changed greatly, and his heart has never been defeated when he met the enemy since he followed his father-in-law, he was playing with others, but this time he was helpless at all, and the rhythm of the needle gradually became panicked, and he was no longer arrogant just now!

Seeing that he was slowly at a disadvantage, the little eunuch had no intention of fighting any further, the little eunuch no longer fought with Lan Qing, and finally threw out a few embroidery needles, twisted his body, and broke away from the battle circle at a very fast speed, ready to escape, but it was always too late, Lan Qing moved, flashed to the back of the little eunuch, turned his five fingers into claws, pinched the little eunuch's neck, twisted his hand hard, and a click sounded, and the little eunuch was pinched off by Lan Qing's neck.

Looking at the fallen corpse of the little eunuch, Lan Qing said disdainfully: "Even if you dare to be presumptuous, if that old dog Li Xian comes, I will also tear him alive, and you little eunuch will dare to be presumptuous, I don't know what is alive or dead!"

Seeing Lan Qing kill the enemy, several of the remaining Mingjiao people hurriedly came over and bowed to Lan Qing and said, "Thank you for saving your life, otherwise our brothers will have to explain here." ”

Lan Qing looked at a few people and said: "They are all brothers in the sect, brothers were born and died for the Ming Sect, and I, as the protector of the Dharma King, these are all gestures, you are the brothers of the Flame Banner?"

A few people nodded and said, "King Hui, a few of us are under the Flame Banner. ”

Lan Qing casually pointed to a Flame Banner disciple and said, "Tell me, what happened to me in the past few days since I left the sect?"

The man who was pointed out by Lan Qing looked exhausted, and said with a strong spirit: "The Dharma King doesn't know, a few days ago, we heard that the imperial court sent people to encircle and suppress my Ming Sect. ”

When Lan Qing heard this, a hint of ominous premonition flashed in his expression, and he hurriedly said: "Who is leading the troops? Could it be that it is Li Xian's old mongrel who is leading the troops this time?"

A suspicion flashed in the eyes of the Fire Banner, and he replied honestly: "I don't know, we were just about to go back to report the news, but we were chased and killed by this eunuch, and then we were rescued by the Dharma King. ”

Lan Qing shook his head and said, "It must be him, this little eunuch's martial arts path is the same as his, the same weirdness, how long do we have left?"

The Flame Banner brothers said, "It is expected that my Ming Sect will be sent to the army next month. ”

Lan Qing nodded and said, "There is still time, we will rush back to discuss this matter with the sect master, this matter is very important, let's go one step ahead and report to the sect master." ”

Murong Fu saw the expressions of these people clearly, and he didn't know why the people in the Ming Sect looked so surprised when they heard Li Xian's name, so he asked, "Brother Lan, who is this Li Xian?"

Lan Qing sighed slightly: "This Li Xian was originally a eunuch in the imperial court, but he was a genius and created a generation of peerless "Sunflower Treasure Book", this person's martial arts are also unfathomable, many masters of my Ming Sect died at his hands in the first battle, and finally gathered my Ming Sect leader, and the power of the left and right protectors seriously injured him, so that he fled when he heard the wind, and never thought that ten years later it would be a comeback, and he wanted to do what he did back then. ”

Murong Fu was taken aback, and exhaled deeply, "Sunflower Treasure Book", it turned out to be him, and then asked: "He is a eunuch in the Great Interior, why would he attack your Mingjiao?"

Lan Qing smiled bitterly: "The imperial court emphasizes literature and light military force, and the Wenchen group all suppresses the eunuch group, and their eunuch group is naturally miserable, my Mingjiao is regarded as a thorn in the side of the imperial court, and the civil officials of the imperial court have raised troops to crusade against my Mingjiao several times, but they have never achieved results, but this Li Xian is doing the opposite, leading troops to encircle and suppress my Mingjiao, and directly killing the top of the light to challenge the masters of my Mingjiao as a person in the rivers and lakes, and I and the four ** kings were defeated by the hands of the old dog, and Li Xian has been valued since then. ”

"Ten years ago, Li Xian failed to encircle and suppress due to the siege of the sect leader and the left and right protectors, and vowed to come back, but I didn't expect that in just ten years, he would once again point a sword at my Ming Sect, hateful!" a trace of bitterness appeared at the corner of Lan Qing's mouth.